You slap me hard and I can feel burning welts of the impression your hands leaves. It's difficult to remain silent, but I bite my lip and hold back th... yelps.There is some more movement just outside the door and I hear the man standing there unzip his trousers. I catch a glimpse of his underwear right before it too is pushed down his legs to join his trousers around his ankles. A moment later, a large, half-erect cock is presented through the hole right in front of my face."Suck it," you say.I. My hips are wide, my waist is narrow - not a teenage size, for sure, but still narrow enough to give me a decent hourglass look below my C cups. In other words, no man has yet kicked me out of his bed.My husband, may dogs grub up his bones, was killed in a vehicle accident and the resulting insurance payout was sufficient to keep me from becoming a destitute widow. I have a small paid-for house, and do part time work. I don't have to, but I like to get out of the house during the week. . But these kids were different from the ones I'd known in high school. These New Arcadian girls had seen scores of hard cocks before their fifteenth birthday, and it was no big deal for them. Indeed, they had seen far more hard cocks than soft cocks, and probably figured that it was the natural state for a cock to be. And what do hard cocks do? They jizz, of course, and the girls have seen just about every male here jizz at least once, and they take it as a matter of routine.It was also no big. The girl who had written the letter was the last one around the corner and she stopped to look before going on to the stop her cold sneer of contempt told me clearly that no help would be coming from that direction. I was really getting scared now although I still thought it unlikely that he would do anything in broad daylight. I turned and retreated toward the office when he fired a parting shot at me, ?Fuck you, you stuck up bitch can’t even help a homeless guy.? With that he.